I run…


In a silent cry for help,
I run.


I declare war on life;
On myself,
And I run.

I hide from eyes that can read my distress
Though I long for someone to see.

I smile, I nod my head and say “I’m fine!”
While the knife twists further into me.

I run.
I run from my reality.
I drown all ration with noise till I can’t hear me anymore.

I run.

I must embrace the truth, but I run.

I must admit I was a fool, but I run.

I must realize the simplicity of it all,
Yet all I can do is run.

Tomorrow, it’ll hurt a little less,
But, for now, I run…